Ҁlarice Ӈill

☣Ƞot Ɇveryone Ίs Ƞormal☣
☣Ίn Ӻact Ƞo Ѻne Ίs☣
Clarice Hill seems to be empty. No one ever goes up there, no one ever comes down. But not all is what it seems. People are there. People trying to gain control of what makes them outcasts of society. People with powers that make them special. Clarice Hill is a school for these people. A school unlike anyother.
It was built 200 years ago. The original makers wanted to have a get away, and they did. There was peace amoung the students and makers. There are no teachers, just the Elders, men and women that have been able to control their powers since the building of the school. They made some basic rules:
☼ Be strong no matter the cost
☼ All powers, weak or strong, are to be considered equal
☼ Sparing is suggested, but no killing
It was built 200 years ago. The original makers wanted to have a get away, and they did. There was peace amoung the students and makers. There are no teachers, just the Elders, men and women that have been able to control their powers since the building of the school. They made some basic rules:
☼ Be strong no matter the cost
☼ All powers, weak or strong, are to be considered equal
☼ Sparing is suggested, but no killing





